Lyrics
But he became the man of sorrow, that love was gone all that love it was gone
One who was acquainted with our grief, the great liberator he s now victimized
And that is why i believe that is why, the man who d been lauded now stood despised, he became the man of sorrow
His blood drenched a pathway down that old dusty road, it was gone all love was gone
So sorrow wouldn t be a part of me, cut off from the living assigned to the grave
they ask why tell me why
The wounds on his flesh told a story, and by his stripes, he promised a kingdom not a long sad goodbye
The man who d been lauded now stood despised, he became the man of sorrow
The man who d been lauded now stood despised, resisting temptation to the curse that he d been born Man, it was gone all love was gone
that love was gone all that love it was gone
But he became the man of sorrow, the great liberator he s now victimized, minutes turned to hours behind that dark stone
So sorrow wouldn t be a part of me, and that is why i believe that is why, so sorrow wouldn t be a part of me
Has set me free, he was bruised and crushed for my transgressions Man, his blood drenched a pathway down that old dusty road
has set me free
The wounds on his flesh still tell the story, one who was acquainted with our grief
The great liberator he s now victimized, he was bruised and crushed for my transgressions
minutes turned to hours behind that dark stone
And that is why i believe that is why, the great liberator he s now victimized Russ, his blood drenched a pathway down that old dusty road
He promised a kingdom not a long sad goodbye, they ask why tell me why
They ask why tell me why, the man who d been lauded now stood despised Taff, the wounds on his flesh told a story
Who was this dying man calling out to the sky, they ask why tell me why
Who was this dying man calling out to the sky, the wounds on his flesh still tell the story
But he became the man of sorrow, a lamb to the slaughter as the scripture foretold Taff, then they heard him whisper you re not alone
The great liberator he s now victimized, they ask why tell me why, by his stripes
But he became the man of sorrow, the wounds on his flesh still tell the story Sorrow, so sorrow wouldn t be a part of me
It was gone all love was gone, he promised a kingdom not a long sad goodbye, and that is why i believe that is why
Has set me free, he was bruised and crushed for my transgressions
and by his stripes
They ask why tell me why, by his stripes, he became the man of sorrow
One who was acquainted with our grief, one who was acquainted with our grief, it was gone all love was gone
Broken and beaten he was tired and worn, who was this dying man calling out to the sky, resisting temptation to the curse that he d been born
Who was this dying man calling out to the sky, he was bruised and crushed for my transgressions
Cut off from the living assigned to the grave, minutes turned to hours behind that dark stone Of, who was this dying man calling out to the sky
And that is why i believe that is why, one who was acquainted with our grief
Broken and beaten he was tired and worn, has set me free
cut off from the living assigned to the grave
he became the man of sorrow
By his stripes, it was gone all love was gone
The great liberator he s now victimized, his blood drenched a pathway down that old dusty road Man, by his stripes
Minutes turned to hours behind that dark stone, he promised a kingdom not a long sad goodbye
the wounds on his flesh told a story
Has set me free, that love was gone all that love it was gone, he became the man of sorrow
And by his stripes, the man who d been lauded now stood despised Of, that love was gone all that love it was gone
one who was acquainted with our grief
he was bruised and crushed for my transgressions
Resisting temptation to the curse that he d been born, who was this dying man calling out to the sky, the man who d been lauded now stood despised
his blood drenched a pathway down that old dusty road
That love was gone all that love it was gone, the man who d been lauded now stood despised
so sorrow wouldn t be a part of me
By his stripes, as if they d forgotten the love that he gave
That love was gone all that love it was gone, then they heard him whisper you re not alone
Who was this dying man calling out to the sky, the wounds on his flesh still tell the story
he was bruised and crushed for my transgressions
it was gone all love was gone
one who was acquainted with our grief
By his stripes, by his stripes, he promised a kingdom not a long sad goodbye